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My wife, our two kids, and I have all used "experiencing a warp core breach" as a euphemism for a sudden urgent need to use the restroom for as long as she and I have been married. Does anyone else use this phrase this way? Does anyone else have any other Trek euphemisms they use on a regular basis?

My wife, our two kids, and I have all used "experiencing a warp core breach" as a euphemism for a sudden urgent need to use the restroom for as long as she and I have been married. Does anyone else use this phrase this way?

Oh yeah, when there's an audience who can get it.

Does anyone else have any other Trek euphemisms they use on a regular basis?

Well, while really references and generally not euphemisms, Spock quotes such as "illogical" and "fascinating" can make good zingers. I've also gotten a little mileage out of "We reach."

__________________“A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory. LLAP” — Leonard Nimoy (1931-2015)

At my last job, there was an elevator, and when I would get into it, I would always say "Main Bridge!"

Also, not that I would ever use it, but at a convention once I heard two guys admiring a young lady's backside, saying "I'd like to do her in the Beta Quadrant".

__________________“There is a cult of ignorance in the United States...The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge'.” - Isaac Asimov

Heh. That reminds me, back when I was in college, I was in the marching band playing bass drum. We called ourselves the Bass Drum Collective, because if you know anything about playing bass in a marching band, you know you pretty much have to share a brain with the other bass drummers since you're each playing one portion of the entire part. It gets really interesting when you have 32nd note runs and you're not on a downbeat!

Me, too. In fact, I use it enough in conversations online that I had honestly kind of forgotten that it originated in Trek!

B.J. wrote:

Many people say "Thank you, Captain Obvious!" sarcastically at someone for stating the obvious, but my wife and I use "Thank you, Deanna Troi!"

I like this. As a side note, my son was recently stating the obvious so much one day (on purpose, before it was over with) that the rest of my family jokingly promoted him to Commodore Obvious.

1001001 wrote:

At my last job, there was an elevator, and when I would get into it, I would always say "Main Bridge!"

I have been known to say "Le-le-level" in a pseudo-computer voice, like the malfunctioning computer at the beginning of ST:V, when stepping onto an elevator - and also to call for some specific ship deck while pressing floor buttons. But generally only in geek-friendly environments like conventions or gamedays, or when alone with friends and family.

Not a word or phrase, but a physical bit of business. Sometimes when I enter a building through an automatic door, I'll do a Lt. Riley in "The Naked Time" -- marching jauntily with upraised hand, snapping my fingers as if I'm commanding the door to open and close. I have no idea why people give me strange looks.

__________________“All the universe or nothingness. Which shall it be, Passworthy? Which shall it be?”

My 16-year-old daughter comes home from school with the onset of a headache, not looking forward to several more hours of homework. She recedes into the kitchen chair like a liquid just barely contained by her own skin. And as I reach into the refrigerator to pull out something that might build up her strength, she makes a desperate request that could, if fulfilled, put me in prison: